Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1887-09-09
BILLT THE KID.


holy terror. He was one of those
strange things you come across once in
life time, an while he was as smooth
an pleasant little Teller as yer could
wish to 'sociate with, he filled Teller
with p sort O. awe-I think that's the
word He was slim and light-haired,
an Rue-eyed, an his face was sort O.
pale Wis upper teeth stuck out little
bit; an that made him look more in
nocent than ever. You somehow amt
afeerd of afeller whose teeth sticks
out in front. He didn't weigh very
much more thai l3OIpounds, an he was
a pleasant comp nion. His eyes were
pleasant until hegot mad, an then they
shot fire.
II seen Billy xii two men, an he did
the job up clean. They never kicked,
and they had theS lights put out in
grand shape. They were cowboys, an
they swore they'd Hill the Kid cause
they heard so much about him. That
time, at least, the XII wasn't to blame.
He hadn't killed no relative of their'n.
1t wasn't very fur FIJI Socorro, which
wasn't much more'n avillage then, an
we was in camp when the Kid an
another Teller come up. Now, we
wasn't overglad to see Billy, cause he
had a hard name; they said he'd kill a
man if he didn't happen to be stuck on
the color O. his hair, an SIGH like. But
We wasn't goin' to let On. That little
devil was so sweet on u. that you'd a
thought butter would been safe in lis
mouth, an that made US more uneasy
than ever, though there was ten O. us
an only two O. 'em, thesHid an the fell
Ter with him. Well, as was sayin',
we was eatin' dinner or supper, fer it
was after shutdown, when two fellers
rode up. The Kid had seen 'em, but
he never let on, an kept on eatin' as
material as if there wasn't nobody in
hundred miles that was goin' to hurt
him.
"When the strangers got near enough
to see the faces O. the fellers eatin' one
of 'em said, There he is an without
more sayin', they let loose. never
saw anybody skin around SO lively as
the Kid did; he skipped six or eight
feet, an thought sure he was hit,
cause I've seen fellers do the same
when they had bullet straight
through the heart; but Billy he wasn't
teched. The fellers on horseback let
loose twict, an then Billy up with his
gun-he had one of the prettiest Win
chesters you ever laid eyes on-an' fred
twict 1t was bullet for each man,
an he brought 'em both, each one
through the heart Billy's pardner
didn't seem ticularly nervous; he sat
eatin' his supper all the time, an
seemed to think that the Kid could
take care O. himself. When Billy had
killed the fellers he sat down again an
finished his supper, an then rode away.
AS he an his pal was goin', Billy says
to us: I'm in hurry, or I'd help you
bury those ducks. '"-Onaah0 World.
THE SPANISH PASSION FOR DANC-
ING.
I presume that those who have trav-
eled in Spain hardly realize how thor
ougly that country is given to the
worship of st. Vitus. Says recent
writer: "The dance demon seizes on
Spaniards at all times and under all
circumstances-in the streets, on the
public squares, under the porches of
stately mansions. A peripatetic musi-
clan comes along, stunning his guitar,
and in an instant the maid servants
throw aside their brooms, the work
women set down the pitchers they are
carrying to the fountain, the muleteers
leave their mules, the inn-keeper for
gets your dinner, and all spring for
ward, arms akimbo and eyes sparkling.
Their feet just touch the ground, they
balance in unison with the music, and
dance with their souls as we'll as with
their bodies.
"Let tourist visit Toledo and put
up at the ancient hostelry De Limo, and
let guitar player station himself under
the great sombre archway that Don
Quixote himself would not have passed
without foreboding OF evil. He will
see with his own eyes how the natural
order of things will be disarranged and
everything thrown into confusion. A
fandango will begin in the court, the
kitchen, and the street, and amid such
q hubbub that he will think he has
taken leave of his senses.
zone day at st. Sebastian the regi-
ment passed with band at it's head. A
fandango was played.
Given the children who had been
industriously engaged in making dirt
pies picked up their ears, caught each
other by the waist, and tried to go
through the steps. Their nurses joined
in swapping their fingers. The passers
bv came to the assistance OF the nurses.
The soldiers themselves couldn't stand
tho temptation, but fell out of the ranks
and mingled in the dance"